Hostessing - Favorite Job Ever
Originally published on 3-27-11
If I never got paid a single cent, I would do two things in life, host and write, which when done well, entertain.
By the time I was 6, I was helping my Grandma Oralia host wedding showers and baby showers, any kind of shower you can think of, except the kind that involved water and soap. At 6 years old when most girls my age were at the roller skating rink, I was setting out small mint dishes, platters of Mexican wedding cookies, and pinning up table skirts with straight pins ( you know, the ones with the pearl buttons on the end?), and serving sherbet punch with crystal ladles. I was a total ham, right from the start! Early on, I knew that I loved welcoming and serving guests, but mostly importantly seeing them enjoy themselves.
Between 6 restaurants and my family’s liquor stores, I conservatively estimate that I have spent 13,880 hours serving people. I’ve just always been more comfortable on the serving side of life. Perhaps it’s just because it was introduced early, but in any case, it’s part of who I am.
Writing wasn’t as obvious and took me years to figure out. I mentioned to my friend Laura that I’d like to start a blog, and she kindly sent me a, “How to get started email,” (back in the fall of 2008), and I let it sit in my inbox, staring at me for about 2 years. Every time I opened up my inbox, there it was, burning a hole on my list of goals. Then I wrote it down on an eraser board in my office, and I looked at it for another few months.
Finally, I took the plunge, and now, there's no going back.
Pay attention to the dim light in the back of your mind that keeps calling you to it. The dim light keeps calling you back, because that’s what you love, that’s what feeds your soul; whether it’s writing, or fitness, or accounting, or making the best cupcake around, or making movies, it’s yours to claim, and share. It’s difficult and takes courage, but you can do it, take the first step.
Sit with yourself and figure out what lights you up inside, what you’d do if you didn’t get paid a single cent, what energizes you. Find those passions and say them out loud!
A good friend once told me that a relationship between lovers could never survive if the two people didn’t feel a fierce, magnetic, can’t walk into a room without being drawn to each other, kind of attraction. I wish that kind of intense zeal for you and for your life’s calling.